chewing dragon

Chapter 269: Those who are virtuous will become kings and those who are strong will dominate
Sooner or later, a stream of beautiful light emerged from between Li Shenxian's arms, piercing the forest and cracking the sky, chasing the wind and lightning, and headed straight for the arrogant young cavalryman under the flag of the Snake.

In a daze, this stream of light that was winding for ten feet in the air seemed to have a ferocious tiger head, and the shadow of an extremely tall general with eight eyes appeared on the tiger's back.

The general's four faces were blurred, and he could only vaguely see that he was glaring, opening his mouth, and whistling repeatedly. His voice was strange and surly, like a child crying and swallowing coldly.

Gao Tianzhang's clan was already known as General Gao Tian. When General Gao Tian's arrow fell into Li Shenxian's hand, its power suddenly increased several times.

"what!"

Zuo Yaoshi, who was the first to bear the brunt, suddenly screamed, his eyebrows and even his beard and hair were ignited with red fire, and the divine light in his eyes suddenly disappeared.

He felt a splitting headache and his limbs were limp. In a hurry, he only had time to subconsciously raise his spear.

Keng!
The snake spear in Zuo Yaoshi's hand was released in response, but it was easily snatched away by the general's shadow and dragged straight up to the sky.

The war horse under his crotch was firmly hit by the tiger-headed streamer, and the dragon-like horse's head suddenly exploded, turning into a scarlet blood mist.

The horse corpse, which had lost its head, kicked wildly, jumped up like a cramp, and arched its back. Immediately, Zuo Yaoshi was thrown away and hit the two cavalrymen behind him, and was thrown into the dust together.

The dozens of war horses surrounded by tiger skins were frightened by the tragic situation of their companions, and they dispersed in confusion.

The so-called tiger cavalry could not withstand the power of an arrow from Bazhou Li's tiger.

In the sky, the phantoms of generals on all sides slowly dissipated, leaving only a four-edged black-feathered arrow and an eight-foot steel spear.

At this moment, the aura of the Serpent Flag suddenly became strong, and the flag rolled up in the air, heading towards the arrows and spears.

The eight-foot-long steel spear was just a dead object, and was immediately caught in the Snake Flag. However, the four-sided black-feathered arrow refused to surrender. The arrow suddenly folded, avoiding the Snake Flag, and fired in the direction of the secluded forest. And back.

It was only then that most of the Xiuling Tiger Cavalry broke free from the strange roar of the general's shadow. They were horrified to see that Zuo Yaoshi had fallen from his horse and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

They all jumped off their horses and gathered together, forming a formation of snakes and spears covered with thorns, surrounding their generals in an airtight manner.

The Bazhou crossbowmen in the secluded forest were not much stronger, and many of them woke up as if from a dream. When they saw the results of Li Shenxian's shocking arrow, they immediately started cheering and making noises.

Qi Jingzhi raised his hand and caught the general's evil feather arrow that flew back on its own. If it hadn't been for what happened today, he would not have known how powerful the Heaven and Earth Xuanjian was in controlling the rare objects he refined.

Seeing that the strange feather arrow in his hand did not suffer any obvious damage, the young man handed it back to Li Shenxian.

The man from Bazhou was so flattered that he quickly took it with great care. He was even more excited than when he got the arrow for the first time.

Qi Jingzhi saw this and the corners of his mouth turned up quietly.

Before that, he really didn't expect that the general's evil feather arrow could be so powerful.

Of course, he also didn't expect that in order to plot against Zuo Yaoshi, Li Shenxian would even give up his face and say something like recognizing his father.

However, such a ferocious, cunning and unscrupulous Bazhou tiger did not let his anger consume his mind because of Zuo Yaoshi's arrogant provocation. From the beginning, he forced himself to suppress the murderous intention and only aimed at the opponent's mount.

In the Gouchen Courtyard where masters gathered and everyone was paying attention, Li Shenxian's restraint seemed not smooth enough. However, as long as the arrow he just shot was slightly raised, it would be happy, but he would probably end up in trouble later. The fate of the dead.

In Qi Jingzhi's view, Li Shenxian's calculations and measured choices just now were also a result of sharpening one's beard and taking the edge. The heart is not easy.

Such people are his companions who can support and strengthen each other on the road to Qi Jing.

Thinking of this, the corners of the young man's mouth became more and more cheerful, and his whole person became a little more relaxed and lively.

In fact, from the moment he met Tian Qiyuan, the capital of Daqi brought extremely strong oppression to Qi Jingzhi, which was far from being as calm and gentle as Lishan Guangye praised him.

It is true that this city that has stood for nearly 2000 years is too old and the things it carries are too heavy.

There is a majestic way of heaven in it that he has never seen before. Whether it is the constant oppression and advance of the dragon pool and tiger den, or the evolution and evolution of the spirits and gods since ancient times, it makes this city appear extremely thick and deep, and it also seems to be in danger and ready to attack at any time. Danger of overturning.

There is also a splendid humanity that he has never seen before. From the ancient times when the kings and ancestors worked hard and opened up the mountains and forests to the current people in the capital, who are shoulder to shoulder and high-spirited, everything makes this young man who walked out of the mountains of Linzhou feel excited.

However, at the same time, the city was constantly experiencing overt and covert struggles and even cruel strife between the king, aristocratic families, and sects, casting a dark red color on the grand scene of humanity in front of the young man.

These thoughts that are not humane to outsiders have been suppressed in Qi Jingzhi's heart, like a barrier that is difficult to eliminate.

Until he witnessed Li Shenxian's arrow with his own eyes.

That arrow shot the arrogant Zuo Yaoshi off his horse, and also shattered the deep worries in the young man's heart.

Qi Jingzhi raised his head and looked at the snake flag fluttering in the wind, his eyes gradually deepened.

The ancient god named "Wei Snake" on the flag was once recorded in the ancient songs sung in the fields of Lishan Mountain. Now it is painted on the magical flag presented by Fuya Temple, and it appears more grandly in Daqi. The sky above Gouchen Courtyard.

"Why do the Lord and Your Majesty value this Serpent Flag so much?"

This question just popped up in the young man's mind, and a voice suddenly answered in his ear: "In the past, King Huan drove a thunder chariot and went hunting in the fields. He saw a snake rising in the vast swamp of Qiyuan in the sky. It was as big as a hub and its It is as long as a shaft, with a purple robe and a red crown, two heads and a snake body."

"Wei Snake heard the sound of King Huan's thunder chariot and stood up with his head held in his hands. His voice spread throughout the country: When King Qi sees me, I will dominate the country of Qi!"

"As the saying goes, those who are virtuous are kings, and those who are powerful are domineering... If the Zuowu Banner represents the kingly way of benevolence, forgiveness and not killing, then the Snake Flag carries the hegemony of putting great power and killing!"

Hearing this, Qi Jingzhi suddenly realized: "Different ways do not lead to mutual conspiracy. No wonder Zuowu Banner and Weishen Banner are so tit-for-tat. It is really a battle between ways!"

He looked around and saw that Li Shenxian and others did not seem to hear the mysterious voice. He immediately clasped his fists and looked around: "Zouwu Army Camp Captain Qi Jingzhi, may I ask who you respect?"

The next moment, everyone present heard a loud and high-pitched voice: "I am Shi Shouba, the dean of Gouchen. Qi Jingzhi, the battalion commander of the Governor's Mansion of the Zuowu Army, come to Shougong to see me. The rest of the army is interested in entering the house." Our troops can go to Qi Jing's tent later to take orders."

Shouba's voice paused, and when he spoke again, he was more serious: "Zuo Yaoshi, the commander of the Xiuling Tiger Cavalry, made rude remarks, bullied the robes, and humiliated the bloodline clan. He went to the stage of King Huan to lead the army with twenty sticks. To demonstrate military law!"

Hearing this, Li Shenxian grinned, and was about to laugh loudly when he heard the voice continue: "Li Shenxian, the leader of the Bazhou crossbowmen, is self-degenerate, has no respect for his superiors, is deceitful, and assaults others." If you injure a colleague, you will be given twenty batons to serve as a warning to others!"

"Ah?" Li Shenxian was dumbfounded and almost wanted to cry.Qi Jingzhi laughed, patted the Bazhou man on the shoulder sympathetically, and then jumped onto Bannu's back.

So, in the presence of soldiers from all over the country who came forward after hearing the news, the young battalion captain of the Zuowu Army took the lead, followed by the arrogant Bazhou crossbowmen and the dejected Xiuling Tiger Cavalry.

The crossbowmen surrounded Li Shenxian, who was sullen and droopy-eyed, and the Xiuling Tiger Cavalry supported the ashamed and angry Zuo Yaoshi. The latter looked particularly miserable, with his hair scorched and messy, and his beard and eyebrows were even burned. Not a single one is left.

Occasionally, the two brothers' eyes would intersect, which was like a pair of eyes as sharp as daggers, with hatred as deep as the sea.

Qi Jingzhi looked up and saw that Huanwang Terrace had gone through the vicissitudes of wind and rain and had long been washed away. It looked like a gray stone high platform. Apart from towering into the clouds and towering like a mountain, it seemed that there was nothing worthy of praise.

The long and wide stone steps lead all the way to the grand palace on the top of the high platform. They are so densely packed that it is difficult to tell the number, as if they are on the way to the sky.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, amid the sound of military sticks hitting flesh, Li Shenxian and Zuo Yaoshi gritted their teeth and remained silent, while Qi Jingzhi stepped onto the stage alone.

Without thinking, he stepped onto the two-step stone platform. Unexpectedly, an invisible force hit him, pushing the young man who was on the ground with one foot in the air back to the front of the steps.

Fortunately, he was very close to the ground, so the young battalion captain who made his first appearance didn't show off too much.

Qi Jingzhi turned back to look at the Bazhou crossbowmen, and saw that half of them were surrounding Li Shenxian, guarding against the Xiuling Tiger Rider who was responsible for the execution. The remaining half gathered around Zuo Yaoshi, who was also responsible for the execution. The Bazhou brothers cheered so hard that no one even remembered to remind their battalion captain.

The Xiuling Tiger Cavaliers were obviously doing the same thing. The soldiers on both sides were one of us, and one of us was one of them. At first glance, they seemed very close to each other.

Qi Jingzhi shook his head helplessly, not wanting to deal with these unreliable bastards anymore.

"Hahahaha!"

Seeing his actions and expressions, the soldiers who had been silently watching suddenly burst out into gloating laughter: "This little brat who doesn't even have hair is good at it. He couldn't have been stuffed in by some aristocratic family, right?" ?”

"Hey, he has a national surname. How can we, who are living in ruins with only one life left, compare?"

"The surname of the country? Isn't Zuo Yaoshi the descendant of Mr. Zuo of some clan? Hasn't he been stripped of his pants and spanked right now?"

"No, no, everyone, open your eyes and take a closer look. That Zuo Yaoshi's butt is much whiter than Li Shenxian's. This is the heritage of the noble clan!"

These few words were like poking a hornet's nest, with laughter rising and falling.

For the first time, the Bazhou crossbowmen and the Xiuling tiger cavalry shared the same enemy. They each divided into dozens of people. They rolled up their sleeves and tried to reason with those guys who made such nonsense.

However, what kind of good thing can a guy who has the courage to make sarcastic remarks in public do? Naturally, he did not show any weakness. While forming a formation to protect himself, he encouraged the watching soldiers to beat up the drowned dog together.

Amidst the commotion, the voice of Gouchen Dean Shi Shouba rang out again, easily suppressing the noisy voices in the audience: "Those who enter Gouchen Courtyard will be awarded the highest official position of battalion lieutenant."

"After that, no matter who succeeds in ascending the King Huan Terrace, he will be regarded as a seed of the Immortal Ascension Realm, and will be awarded the rank of Sixth Grade School Captain, and will be qualified to command one guard and one thousand cavalry."

Hearing this, the soldiers in the audience immediately fell silent and pricked up their ears.

"If you can step into the gate of the Longevity Palace, you will have a stable spiritual platform and a long road. You will be given the title of the capital, ranging from the fifth to the third rank. You will assist in the general affairs of the governor's house and coordinate military affairs with Wen Gou."

"As for the six second-grade titled generals who are in charge of the first government, please don't have any delusional thoughts!"

Hearing this, the breathing of the soldiers in the audience was already extremely heavy. Many people looked at each other excitedly, with disbelief on their faces: "There is no need to compete for family background. As long as you have enough cultivation and enter the palace, you can occupy a high position and command a large army." ?”

As for the four-character comment given by Shou Ba Changshi about "wine bags and rice bags", these people naturally ignored it.

Although everyone present had long known that Huanwang Tower was difficult to climb, they had not even been awarded military positions such as Baiqi Commander and Battalion Lieutenant since joining Gouchen Yuan, and they had never heard of military promotion regulations.

Everyone is not a fool, and naturally knows that the reason why the long history, who lives in the Longevity Palace and has never shown his face, announced the matter in public is clearly related to the newly arrived young battalion captain of the Zuowu Army.

At this moment, everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Qi Jingzhi. They were less disdainful and hostile, and more scrutinized and expectant.

Qi Jingzhi felt as if he was surrounded by countless hungry and red-eyed tigers and wolves, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. Lord Langya had made a similar promise before, but he didn't expect it to be here.

He did not hesitate, and after a moment's thought, he activated his mind. Just before he was about to take the stage for the second time, the voice of Dean Shi Gu Chen sounded again: "The God of Linshan has a natural mind, and there is no obstruction on the spiritual platform. You can go on the stage by yourself."

Qi Jing was startled, and immediately heard the implication of the other party's words, that is, he was not allowed to use ordinary power.

He had no intention of cheating, and he didn't even know that the little guy was so blessed.

As the armor transformed from the crane's wings quickly faded away, Banban fell from the inside of Qi Jingzhi's breastplate, still holding the Tiger King's jade box in his mouth.

If it weren't for the fact that the young master of Linshan was just a little thing with soft limbs and Qi Jingzhi's body was far from full-grown, there would be no way to stuff the little guy into the wing armor.

"Banban, you go up and wait for me."

Qi Jingzhi pointed towards the palace on the high platform, and immediately took a deep breath, slightly bent his knees, and his wings-washing strength, which was no longer what it used to be, burst out from his feet, instantly penetrating through his legs and spine, and reaching his limbs. Hundreds of skeletons.

At the same time, in the void valley of his heart and under the spiritual platform in the nest house, the angry-eyed green-feathered crane spread its wings and soared up the Ruomu tree, inviting battle to Bi Fangniao who was entrenched on the spiritual platform for an unknown number of times.

Falling in the eyes of many soldiers, the young battalion's eyes suddenly jumped with fire. He kicked off his feet on the ground and soared into the air like a big bird. He broke through seven or eight invisible barriers in one breath and crossed them one after another. It took dozens of steps to descend gracefully.

As soon as the tip of his toes touched the stone steps below, the black robe on his body was immediately fluttered with surging energy, and he let out a long chirp from his mouth. The whole person was like a bird hitting the water and taking advantage of the force to fly high.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

As the young man's figure increased again and again, the sound of the invisible barrier breaking became more and more intensive and louder, like the sound of iron drums when the battle was intense on the battlefield, one after another, hitting everyone heavily. heart.

Many soldiers who had experienced battles were brought back memories of the past. They couldn't help but feel their blood boil and their eyes widen with anger. They subconsciously tore open the skirts of their military robes, revealing their fiery chests with knotted muscles and scars.

Under the high platform, the sound of military sticks striking flesh during executions had long since ceased.

Whether it was the Bazhou crossbowman and the Xiuling tiger cavalry, or Li Shenxian and Zuo Yaoshi, who had big white buttocks with fleshy flesh, they all raised their heads in silence and watched the young man rising up into the clouds and reaching the sky step by step.

(End of this chapter)